Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 188 At this point, not only were the students that were surrounding Tara now surrounding Sylvia, but even the people who were busy painting before had gathered around her.

Their enthusiasm was at an all–time high as they eagerly huddled around Sylvia.

As for Tara, there was nobody else next to her besides Nesta.

Tara balled her hands into tight fists, a look of pure jealousy on her face.

Nesta was a member of the Westchester Art Association too, and she was around the same grade as Tara. She was also the one Tara was closest to in the Westchester Art Association.

Nesta had been present at the art exhibition where Sylvia called Tara‘s work trash in front of everyone, so she knew that Tara and Sylvia were not on good terms at all. When she saw the present situation as well as the look on Tara‘s face, Nesta quickly grumbled, “Tara, why do I feel like she‘s doing this on purpose? She could have shown up at some other time, so why did she have to show up while you were guiding the students? She even lured everyone to her! She‘s completely kicking you around!”

Tara inwardly called Sylvia the vilest insults she could think of.

However, on the surface, her expression shifted slightly as she said with a sigh, “There‘s no helping it. She‘s Sunflower, and I‘m not as famous as her.”

she‘s just jealous

against you.” “Forget it, I can‘t help that my reputation is inferior to hers. If she wants to act out against me, she has free reign. Let‘s go back to our rooms.” At Tara‘s self–deprecation, Nesta grew even angrier on her behalf. “Tara, even if you aren‘t as famous as her, you‘re still the current bronze winner of our art

anger. “Okay, let‘s go back to our rooms. If she likes stealing another person‘s spotlight so much, she should just freeze to death in this cold

Nesta hooked her arm

her face, there was a displeased

to almost finish looking at everyone‘s paintings

Only when somebody came over to let them know that dinner was ready did the participants finally

into the restaurant near the homestay. Even at dinner, they did not stop their discussions of art, hence dinner started at five o‘clock and only ended at

returned

to her room. She was in no rush to get changed as she wanted to give Isabel

call was answered

first. “Mommy, have you